ROMAN EMPIRE (Mafia Series 7) (The Emperor of Alpha's Empire) (On-going)

CHAPTER 1

IN THE GRANDEUR of the royal chamber. I, the Queen, asked some of the highest rank and my council of advisors convened to discuss matters of utmost importance, including the delicate issue of trust among our allies in Ireland and the looming threat posed by those who sought to undermine my reign.

“All rise in honor of the Queen of Scotland,” -announced by my loyal butler.

As I entered the grand room, all eyes turned towards me in awe, and the chatter faded into silence as a sign of respect for my royal presence. The people looked up and bowed to show courtesy, expressing their admiration and honor. I walked gracefully towards the beautiful throne, which displayed the history of my family.

The room fell into a reverent hush, emphasizing the weight of my presence. With a dignified gesture, I extended my hand, silently inviting them to take their seats in my presence, their movements synchronized in harmonious obedience to my unspoken command.

I composed myself and glanced at the guests who were gathered. “Thank you for coming,” -I started. “The question of trust in our alliances with Ireland weighs heavily on our minds this past few weeks. Now, how can we ensure that our partnership remains faithful in these uncertain times?”

My gaze turned to Lord Harrington when he cleared his throat. Lord Harrington has been a loyal adviser to me. He has this emotion on his face that always looks so serious whenever we discuss something important.

“Your Majesty,” -he uttered. “While Ireland has been a longstanding ally, recent events have cast doubt on their loyalty. We must obtain in open dialogue and establish clear communication channels to address any concerns and reaffirm our mutual commitment to peace and cooperation.”

“Indeed, Lord Harrington,” -Lady Isadora supported the motion. “Trust is a delicate asset, particularly in times of trouble. We must proceed cautiously, verifying the intentions of our allies in Ireland through diplomatic channels and discreet inquiries.”

“Your Majesty, may I propose that we dispatch envoys to Ireland to obtain confidential discussions with key officials and assess the current political landscape? This would provide valuable insights into their intentions and help us make informed decisions.”

I sighed. “An astute suggestion, Sir Geoffrey. Let us proceed with vigilance and prudence in our dealings with Ireland, ensuring that our bonds of friendship amplify through transparency and mutual respect.”

These past few weeks have been incredibly challenging for me. Numerous royalties have expressed their desire to confirm if our allies genuinely intend to assist us with the dilemma we are currently facing. Ireland holds a special place in our hearts as a close ally.

Queen Penelope Isolde Marigold, a dear friend of mine, has been a consistent supporter for many years.

When I encounter issues in my country, she's the one I seek out first. Her consistent support has always been a source of strength for me. However, things have changed this time. She is about to marry the Prince of Saudi Arabia, who is known to be cruel. Even though she wants to help, the Prince has warned her to distance herself from our cause.

But I intend to have a conversation with her soon; I just need to resolve some matters here in the Kingdom before heading back to Ireland.

“Your Majesty,” -I snapped back to reality as Lord Harrington addressed me. “Reports have emerged of people planning to undermine your rule, aiming to create chaos and provoke rebellion. It is crucial that we take firm measures to expose these traitors and protect the stability of the Kingdom.”

“I concurred with Lord Harrington.” -Lady Sofia, agreed. “We cannot afford to underestimate the threat posed by those who seek to undermine the Queen's power. Swift and decisive measures must be taken to protect Her Majesty and uphold the sanctity of the crown”